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"I remember," said John, "that you told me he had deserted his party, and you laughed a little at the time, but you did not tell me how it came about." "I kind o' thought I told ye," said David. "No," said John, "I am quite sure you did not." "Wa'al," said Mr.
The silence was broken at last by Demorest, who, half-reclining on a settee, had once or twice glanced towards the misshapen cactus. "Was there any trace discovered of Blandford, other than we knew before we left the States?" "Wa'al, no," said Ezekiel, thoughtfully.
"The new sign 'll read 'Harum & Comp'ny, or 'Harum & Lenox, jest as you elect. You c'n put in what money you got an' I'll put in as much more, which 'll make cap'tal enough in gen'ral, an' any extry money that's needed wa'al, up to a certain point, I guess I c'n manage. Now putty much all the new bus'nis has come in through you, an' practically you got the hull thing in your hands.
"'Yes, he says, gettin' out of his chair, 'of course, there's the princ'ple of the thing, an' wa'al, I'll think it over an' see you agin, he says, lookin' at his watch. 'I got to go now. "Wa'al, the next night," proceeded Mr. Harum, "I went down to the hotel agin, an' the' was about the same crowd, but no Staples.
'Wa'al, I says, 'I guess I c'n resk it if you can, but I didn't buy him fer a saddle hoss, an' if I'm to own him fer any len'th of time I'd ruther he'd fergit the saddle bus'nis, an' in any case, I says, 'I wouldn't like him to git a sore back, an' then agin, I says, 'I hain't got no saddle. "'Wa'al, she says, givin' her head a toss, 'if I couldn't sit straight I'd never ride agin.
I want to see how long it'll take to git all over the village that he didn't ask no odds o' nobody. Hadn't ben out o' a job three days 'fore the' was a lot o' chances, an' all 't he had to do was to take his pick out o' the lot on 'em." "Really?" said John. "Yes, sir," said David. "Some folks is gaited that way. Amusin', ain't it? Hullo, Dick! Wa'al?"
Aunt Polly wiped her eyes on her apron. "But, Dave," she said, "did the deakin really say that word?" "Wa'al," he replied, "if 'twa'n't that it was the puttiest imitation on't that ever I heard." "David," she continued, "don't you think it putty mean to badger the deakin so't he swore, an' then laugh 'bout it? An' I s'pose you've told the story all over."
"'Ought to git married? says Parson White, scowlin' fust at one an' then at t'other. "'Wa'al, says Am, givin' a kind o' shuffle with his feet, 'I didn't mean ortter exac'ly, but jest as well kinder comp'ny, he says. 'We hain't neither on us got nobody, an' we thought we might 's well. "'What have you got to git married on? says the dominie after a minute. 'Anythin'? he says.
The' was more or less moon, an' I see the el'phant, an' the big wagins the drivers kind o' noddin' over the dashboards an' the chariots with canvas covers I don't know how many of 'em an' the cages of the tigers an' lions, an' all. Wa'al, I got up the next mornin' at sun-up an' done my chores; an' after breakfust I set off fer the ten-acre lot where I was mendin' fence.
The deakin looked him over in a don't-care kind of a way, an' didn't 'parently give much heed to what I was sayin'. Finely I says, 'Wa'al, what do you think of him? 'Wa'al, he says, 'he seems to be a likely enough critter, but I don't believe he'd suit Mr. White 'fraid not, he says. 'What you askin' fer him? he says.
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